It was sunny and in the high 60's yesterday! Of course, I got a hankering for planting. Most of you know that where green thumbs are involved, I'm a killer not a grower. My retired neighbor sneaks over all Summer and does what he can to revive the plant cemetary in my yard. He thinks I don't notice but I do - and I like it =) so I'm not going to blow his cover! (Every Spring I beg the city to let me take down this Farmer's Market sign. It's on the side of our old church building and there's not a farmer's market that meets there anymore. Every Spring they tell me that a private party hand painted and donated it and unless I'm going to replace it, I can't have it. I'm going to have to do some brainstorming!!)
Mom collects old picket (don't ask Dad why or you'll likely get more conversation than you bargained for) so yesterday I pulled some chippy, peeling sections out of her stash and consulted neighbor Bob about creeping, flowering vines for the front yard.
We've decided that it's time to get planting (well, I plant - He nurtures) and if it's time to plant, it's time to start working on the back porch!! Can't wait to get out the curtains and cushions and ice cream chairs!!
So neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything, but only God, who makes things grow.